Tobias was chewing on the end of his quill, and it had taken him about 10 minutes to realised that this wasn't a SUGAR quill but just a regular one. He suddenly stopped upon realising this and leaned back, looking at the feathered end of the quill. Ew. So he'd been eating a feather?

Why?

Why was he doing that?

Wrinkling his nose slightly, Tobias soon looked up to the front again. Oh... they'd moved on? GAH! What was WITH him today? Why was he getting so off track in the very class he'd been so looking forward to getting back to all summer? It was enough to really wind him up, and Toby had to fight the urge to get angry at himself. He focused on the thought that he could still do well in the rest of the lesson, and proved this to himself by sticking his hand up.

"Is it the intaglio spell thing, sir? You say 'intaglio' and then the rune and keep repeating the rune until you've finished carving it. Oh, and you need to like... sort of trace the rune as though you're writing it with the tip of your wand."

Right? Maybe?

That said, once he'd caught up on the notes from the blackboard Tobias practiced writing out the rune algiz. He didn't really need to practice it; it had definitely cropped up a couple of times in the letter he'd written to Botros over summer, but Tobias wasn't big-headed enough to believe that he was above practicing writing the rune. You could always do with practice, and you could always improve.

Like he could totally improve at how well he was doing in the class, and his brain would improve at staying focused.